Mystified

Prologue

○●○Maisie POV○●○

I felt the cold ground under me. Hard cold ground. My body felt numb. I tried to open my eyes. The cold breeze of the air woke me up. I was lying on the ground, walls towering me on every angle. I stand up, holding on the ivy on the wall.

'Where am I?' I ask myself. I can't even remember anything except for my name and my age. Maisie, 15. I looked around, it seems like some sort of Maze. I walked down to some corner and I saw a boy running towards me.

"RUN! RUN!" The boy shouted. I just stand there confused. He grab my arm and pull me off with him. "WHY ARE WE RUNNING?!" I ask him. He didn't bother to answer. I took a peek behind and saw a giant slug looking creature, big teeth and its body was made of metal. "THE HELL IS THAT THING?" I yelled. "GRIEVER!" He shouted.

We came down to an empty corner and hid there. "Who are you?" He huff. "Maisie. Are there more people here?" I ask him. I'm still curious about the whole maze thing. "I'm Ben. Yeah, but they'll kill you just like they did to me!" He smirked. I look closely and realised his face was all messed up, he looked pale and his veins pop out. "What happen to you?" I ask, frightened by his looks.

Just when he was about to answer, a griever jump on top of him. I managed to escape. "Ben, you know the exit?" I ask. But no reply. I look back and saw the griever eating Ben's head. I ran as far as I could, just away from that place.

I ran into a dead end. A cliff hanging just behind me. I thought I lost the griever, but then out of nowhere, a griever climb down from the ivy. That shit kept following me. It jump 15 meters away from me. This is it, I'm gonna die. When the griever was just 10 inches away, I ran behin it and kicked its back. The griever fell into abyss. Well that worked.

I was about to walked back the way before but then, I blacked out.

○●○Ivy POV○●○

Everything went normally in the glade after the newbie arrived. He tried to run but failed in attempt. And as always, no one remember anything.

I walked back to the Homestead, doing Med-jack stuffs. I'm in charge of the Med-jack. I was the second person to be sent in this maze, and the only girl glader.

My dearest friend Minho, found a dead griever yesterday, he thought he could find out on how to kill it. I was shucking worried that the griever just play dead. Me and Minho look after each other, no one can separate us.

That afternoon Minho hasn't come back, the doors are closing in 20 minutes. Most of the gladers waited for him by the north door.

Me, Chuck, Newt and the new kid, Thomas, start yelling out Minho's name. "Where is he?!" I ask. "What happen if he got stuck in there?" Thomas ask. "The bloody griever will make him a lovely dinner," Newt replied. He seemed more worry than me. Minho was like a brother to him.

Shuck! Minho, please come back! The wind blows from inside the maze, the doors are closing. No, please! "That's it guys! Go back to your chores! There's no hope for him," Gally yelled out. Just when people started walking, Chuck scream.

"GUYS! HE MADE IT!". Thomas and I ran to the doors. Minho was walking limply towards us. "MINHO! RUN!" I shouted. He got his I'm-dying-but-still-trying look on. "He's not gonna make it," Thomas mumbled.

Just when the doors only few inches apart, Thomas run out to the maze. "THOMAS, NO!" I scream, trying to reach his hand. And the door closed.

○●○Artemis POV○●○

"Arty! You ready?" Leigh ask. "Yeah, one last run!" I shouted.

We're group B. Different from A, we know we're in some experiment. Instead of boys, our glade is full of girls, except for that asshat, Aris.

We plan on breaking out. We're leaving tomorrow night. Me and Leigh are sisters, we have the same eyes and nose.

I'm the keeper of the runner. We are all agreed that I have to run one more time to check if something went wrong. I step out to the maze and started running.

15 minutes before the doors closed, I ran back the way I came. I have my own short cut. On the corner of my short cut, I found a griever, dead griever.

Me being damn curious I tried to touch it. When I touch its head, the griever shot up and push off to the walls. I hit my head hard.

I passed out.

○●○Leigh POV○●○

I watched as Artemis run to the maze. This is it, my last day in the glade. Might as well cook something up.

Art is a runner, well me, I'm the cook. We both have Heterochromia, the difference is that mine gray-brown and hers brown-gray (right-left). She's taller than me, I think she's a year older.

I went to the kitchen and cook everything I could think of. It was closing hour and Art hasn't came back.

I ask everybody but no one seen her. I was waiting at the door, 15 minutes more. I walked inside the maze, I'm just gonna stop at the first corner. But then, the door shuts close all of a sudden.

"NO!!!" I scream. I can't give up now. I walked step by step, shouting Artemis name. I've walked long enough that the walls are changing. I'm stuck on a dead end.

As I was about to walk back, a small opening appeared. I went in into a new set of maze.

The different, the WICKED logo on the walls said group A instead of B.